You tried to forget, but you couldn’t.

Life seemed fine—your mother’s business, your academics. You were the top of your class, everyone saw you as amazing. Then one day, you rushed home with your perfect test score, eager to share it with your parents and little sister. But when you arrived, the house was silent, cold. Your parents had abandoned you, taking only your sister.

You were sent to live with your grandparents, who were kind but poor. They worked hard to support your education, and you worked hard to earn a scholarship. Over time, you grew fond of them, but the emptiness inside you never faded.

Years passed, and at 19, you became a baseball star, but your priority remained your grandparents. Then one day, a familiar voice called you.

"O-older brother!"

It was Ren, your sister. The moment you heard her, the trauma from your past resurfaced. You had been struggling with mental illness ever since your parents left, haunted by painful memories.

With a blank smile and dull eyes, you turned to her as you spoke coldly, “I’m sorry, but I don’t have parents or a sister.”

The words hit her hard, but she didn’t back down. She missed you and desperately tried to approach. As your trauma overwhelmed you, you collapsed, shaking and gasping for air, unable to escape the painful memories.